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Kiss Catastrophe
Mike and Jason tipped the scales. When they climbed on stage with Will, Tony, Chris, and me last night, there were more of us onstage than off. Of course, it’s pretty heartbreaking when no one shows up for your rock show. Especially when you’re playing every Monday night to get people excited and build momentum…
Read MoreOctane
If you miss Monday’s Rockwood show, well, then too bad for you. We’ve got a ton of goodness up our collective sleeve. Nadas Mike, Jason, and Will arrived Friday. I’ve missed them most of the weekend on account of a wedding (not mine), and my last training run before the marathon. I rolled in this…
Read MoreSo Says I
It wasn’t the walk of shame, it was the parade of shame. Weddings are loathesome affairs. Not because we don’t wish well for our friends (or our date’s friends), but because we’re thrown into a room full of stranges, half of whom are related to one another. I’m perfectly comfortable in front of a crowd,…
Read MoreThis Is Your Life
I did an interview yesterday afternoon with a woman writing a book called “Extreme Sports / Extreme Jobs.” As I told her, I don’t consider myself extreme. Occasionally stupid and sometimes stubborn, maybe. But extreme? No. Still, I’m happy to talk about myself. So I did. For forty-five minutes. The tricky thing about trying to…
Read MoreBuffalo Herds & Windmills
What are the odds of me even noticing this awesome coin in my pocket? And what journey did it take to get there? The Buffalo Nickel was minted between 1913 and 1938. They’re 75% copper and 25% nickel. Mine’s not likely to be worth much — it’s neither the coveted 1937D “three legged” variety, nor…
Read MoreThe Nooner
I was in such a rushed to get back to the office from my afternoon tryst, that I left my cell phone at her place. I snuck out of the office at noon. I jumped the Q to Canal Street, emerging amidst the bustle of t-shirt hucksters and purse peddlers. I stepped into the elevator…
Read MoreThank You
Team work’s an excellent thing. A few weeks ago, I was struggling to finish an 18-mile race. My running partner pulled me through. Today, she was struggling to finish a thirteen miler. I puller her through. And that’s it, really, isn’t it? Being there. That’s half the battle. The rest comes around. I was born…
Read MoreThree Days Of Rain
I paused at my door, bracing for the damage. A small patch of plaster greeted my first footfall. I looked up to a crater the size of a healthy watermelon, and smiled. My guitars were safe. My couch was unscathed. On scale with other’s recent losses to the sea and the sky, it was not…
Read MoreThe Great Beyond
For a minute there, I wasn’t sure this new record was gonna make it to you. Kevin — God bless his patient soul — thought his deadline was November 15th. Of course, as you know, Dear Reader, November 15th is the CD release at Pianos. And I need to have it into duplication well prior.…
Read MoreFuture 40s
For twenty-one excruciating minutes in a southbound cab last night, I was pretty sure that my performing days were nearly done. I was explaining the treatment for my “Mr. Rogers & Me” documentary to Christofer Sunday afternoon. Like my ill-fated “Jackie Chan” music video (we shot and released it, but Chan’s lawyers sent a cease…
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